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...it still smells like blood you can dress the wound but you can't dress it up you can kiss it but you can't call it love it still smells like lust STITCHES it still smells like blood WHAT HAVE YOU DONE you can dress the wound I'M TORN OPEN but you can't dress it up you can kiss it but you can't call it love I NEED YOU NOW it still smells like lust STITCHES I WANTED THIS TO BE CLEAN, BUT EVERY TIME IT'S JUST ME IN A STRAIGHTJACKET, IN A CASKET, IN THE RIVER, W/O A KEY it still smells like blood you can dress the wound but you can't dress it up you can kiss it but you can't call it love it still smells like lust it still smells like blood... |